What am I doing with myself tonight?
Or tomorrow? I can't get this right
I wish I had friends that could talk
Instead of freezing my ass off on this mindless walk

And as the late night drivers pass me by
I am anxious, I am waiting
For the dawn in this star city
And relief from my routines

It scares me to death
Until I see my own breath

With you I gave up on
Everything I've given up on
Anything that's ever gone wrong
Don't beat yourself up over this
My life doesn't have to be distinguished

A random memory at glance
Of the capitol building at last
I reminisce how small I am
And the insignificance of my problems

The cold air guides me through everything I'm feeling
No matter what problems I find, I'll make it through them
Before I even have a chance to look behind
I'll discover new problems in time, new problems I wish I could go back to